Please control me, my divine being!

The Liuren divination method is currently in need of talent. If a promising candidate can be recruited, Zhang Tan will also receive corresponding credit.

Now that the Fa Church has just acquired a piece of land, everyone is scrambling for profits, so who would complain about having too much credit?

However, Li Qinghe did not accept the invitation.

Given my current situation, I am completely unsuitable to join such a large organization, especially if the Fa religion also has a god of faith, then it is even more impossible.

"I'd like to visit your headquarters to learn more about the sores, is that alright?" she asked somewhat hesitantly.

I don't know how the Fa Cult treats outsiders. If they don't welcome strangers, then we'll have to find other ways.

Are you asking a believer for information?

Grassroots believers are definitely not suitable; it has to be someone like Zhang Tan, someone with a certain status and position!

No, how could I think like that...

This sudden idea startled Li Qinghe herself.

Zhang Tan, oblivious to the change in the girl's expression, said confidently, "Of course! The Fa Sect is open to everyone, welcoming all comers. Once the bamboo splint on my arm is fixed in place tomorrow, I'll take you there."

Having seen the internal workings of the Fajiao sect, Zhang Tan believed that the other party would not remain unmoved.

After all, in the current desolate town, the Fa Cult is the best choice for most people, whether they want to make a living or do something else.

A drowsy day has come to an end.

The clinic was quite large, with several messy empty rooms in the backyard. One of the empty rooms was tidied up and became Jiang Chuling's residence.

Becoming a medical apprentice was almost a natural progression.

As Dr. Liu and his wife get older, they become increasingly busy, and Jiang Chuling is there to help them.

The two girls lay on the wooden bed, gazing at the dark sky outside the window.

Li Qinghe said with some emotion, "Dr. Liu has always been a very kind person. He's a warm-hearted person in the town. I even blamed him before."

Jiang Chuling saw things more clearly.

The reason why Dr. Liu agreed to let him stay was largely due to Li Qinghe.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Sister Qinghe, is there anything you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? I used to work for the Zhang family, just to earn more copper coins so I could have enough to eat. Then my mother got sick, and I wanted to treat her. Now I want to save my mother's life."

"Haven't you ever wondered why things have turned out this way?"

"Of course I thought about it, my mother accidentally contracted a skin infection..."

"Yes, it's called Evil Sore. It's not a disease at all, but a strange and evil thing. Ordinary people have no resistance to it. Even though Doctor Liu is a highly skilled doctor, the prescriptions he gives can only suppress the symptoms and alleviate the pain. If it weren't for these ghostly things, the town would never have become like this."

Li Qinghe fell silent, lost in thought.

"I'm so sleepy, let's go to sleep." Jiang Chuling yawned. "I have to get up early tomorrow, Sister Qinghe. After you go to the Fajiao, remember to come and visit me often."

"I won't join the cult, I'll definitely come back often!"

...

Snapped.

Zhou Qing closed the book and stretched.

"The Legalist sect is considered a neutral force. They collude with the government and brokerage firms. The brokerage firms engage in human trafficking and sell 'miracle water.' We don't even know what the River God is, and there are also weasels..."

Having roughly sorted out his thoughts, Zhou Qing began to ponder another problem.

Upgrade and enhance!

Ordinary offerings simply cannot obtain divine power.

The monster beneath the River God Temple was nowhere to be found either. It wandered around the town for several days, having explored almost every place that was worth visiting.

Huangshui Town was never very big to begin with.

A main road, along with five or six streets and alleys, and the largest riverside wharf and fish market were also blocked off.

The town was sparsely populated, and villagers who used to come from far and wide to the market no longer dared to enter the town because of the evil sores, making the whole place seem lifeless.

To make a breakthrough, we really need to go to the legal education department.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Zhou Qing first took a look at the game.

The girl is hurrying along, with a long ink-stained time bar below her.

Zhou Qing didn't intend to interrupt. He summoned a maid to help him wash up, put on his robes, and walked out of the room.

Zheng Chi had been waiting outside for a long time: "Young Master, all the famous opera troupes in the city have arrived and are in the back garden."

Following the old steward to the back garden, Zhou Qing met the representatives of these opera troupes.

To be honest, he wasn't really interested in the opera troupes in this world. He just wanted to find some knowledgeable natives to understand this world and confirm the relationship between the game he had loaded and reality.

A group of girls, some plump and some slender, with lovely faces, stood shyly under the pavilion. Zhou Qing finally understood why Zheng Chi had asked that question yesterday.

It's likely that these opera troupes in Jiang'an City have long since figured out the young master's preferences.

Listening to opera is great; no wonder so many people enjoy it.

Normal opera troupes don't usually have women, but the pink opera troupe not only has them, but quite a lot of them, and their quality is top-notch!

The representatives currently being sent were selected strictly according to the Crown Prince's preferences.

They all looked pure and innocent, with shy expressions, like budding flowers waiting to bloom, yet they would occasionally glance at each other with expectant and teasing eyes, exchanging flirtatious glances, appearing to be both refusing and welcoming.

On the other hand, the few normal actors standing there seemed somewhat out of place in the current scene.

Moreover, Zhou Qing could sense the tension between the two sides even without them saying a word.

It's obvious that the legitimate opera troupes look down on those who take a borderline approach.

"Sing a few lines each, to clear your throats," the old steward instructed everyone, then turned and handed over a stack of opera brochures, which listed the origins, styles, and repertoire of each opera troupe.

Zhou Qing sat in the pavilion and quickly found a theatrical troupe that he liked.

The Su family troupe, from Yuyang County in the north, is famous for Nuo opera and is a very traditional and orthodox opera troupe.

However, due to the passing of the old troupe leader and the increasingly fierce competition in the industry, it has gradually declined and is now moving around to various places to make a living.

The Nuo opera performers have to wear strange masks and sacrificial robes. Compared to the women with peach-blossom faces and slender waists from before, they have absolutely no competitive edge, so it's normal for their living space to be squeezed out.

However, the Su family troupe was exactly what he wanted.

Zhou Qing put down the opera folding book and stared at the actors wearing masks and black robes: "The same few operas every year, I'm tired of them. I've never seen this kind of costume before, so you're the ones."

Zheng Chi immediately led the other opera troupe representatives out, leaving only Zhou Qing and the opera singer behind.

"Take off your mask first, and tell me your name and where you're from?"

The actor removed his mask, revealing a beautifully made-up face, and replied in a light, melodious voice, "Your Highness, I am Su Tangyu, the head of the Su Family Troupe."

Before, when she was singing opera, it was fine, but as soon as Zhou Qing heard her speak normally, he raised his eyebrows and carefully examined her facial features and the slender figure under the black robe.

"Are you a woman?"

This was completely unexpected by Zhou Qing.

In a normal opera troupe, there would be no women, let alone a woman as the troupe leader.

"Yes, Father and eldest brother have both passed away, so the leadership can only be passed down to me," Su Tangyu replied calmly.

"Okay, then sit down first, let's chat." Zhou Qing pointed to the stone bench opposite the pavilion.

Su Tangyu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and sat down. She stared down at the table and said through gritted teeth, "Thank you for the seat, Your Highness. I have made a living from opera since I was a child and only have some understanding of opera. If we talk about other things, I am afraid it will disturb Your Highness's enjoyment."